Side: Miss(Meira)
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I float down from the sky, in order to jump again.
But,
“Awuu!” I hear Latifa shout loudly, did something happen to her?
“Latifa?” I ask in confusion. Wasn't she supposed to be with Sophia? What is she doing so close to me?
Before I could turn my body around to look at the cute creature I feel something pushing my back, making me stutter forwards.
Then, “Aw! Uuu…” Latifa screams.
That scream brought me back from my daydreaming.
I turn around and see Latifa falling down to the ground.
“Latifa?!” I yell in a cofusion.
What happened?
Why is she here?
Where is Sophia?!
Why... why is there a hole in her abdomen?!
“A… wu…” Latifa groans weakly while looking at her hand.
Her whole little hand is covered by bright red blood.
This is bad!
She's falling unconscious.
She must not!
It will be dangerous!
“Latifa! Latifa! Can you hear me! Stay with me…” I talk to her, trying to keep her awake.
As if responding to me, she raises her bloody left hand towards my face.
However, before her little hand lands on my cheek, it falls lifelessly down.
"Latifa! Latifa!"
I frantically shout.
No, no, no!
Don't close your eye!
I look towards the hole abdomen.
It's bleeding too much!
I tear off the sleeves of my white robe and wrap it around Latifa's wound.
However, while doing that I noticed,
Her chest stopped moving.
She's not breathing?!
I lower my head towards hers in order to hear.
Nothing!
Latifa!
"Right! Right! CPR!"
I calm down and remember my training.
I start pushing down at the center of her chest.
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They need to be hard and fast.
Push, push, push, push!
I pump on her chest.
My movements calm and smooth.
The fifty years of training weren't in vain.
After 30 pumps, I tilt Latifa's head back and lift her chin.
I pinch her nose, cover her mouth with mine and start blowing.
Two one second blows.
"Fuck!" I yell after seeing that her chest is still not rising.
I repeat the process.
Still nothing.
Again.
Nothing.
Again and again!
Then,
"Suu..." I hear Latifa's faint inhaling.
"Ahhh... haha..." I fall on my butt weakly.
Then I look at Latifa's abdomen.
It's still bleeding too much.
She needs a proper care.
I carefully lift Latifa and run towards the ship.
Thankfully, there's a doctor who cured Latifa's sea sickness on the way here.
I hope he's more than a pill guy.
I dash through the dense forest until I reach the beach.
"Doctor!" I yell loudly.
"Where's the doctor?!"
One of the doors suddenly opens and an old man with grey hair and beard appears.
"Miss!" He shouts in surprise.
"Quickly! Heal Latifa!"
"Right away, please this way!" He replies while showing me inside.
I lay Latifa down on a bed in the room he guided me into.
He rolls up Latifa's shirt and removes the sleeves I wrapped around her.
"This..." He says while looking at the wound.
"Can you heal her?" I ask worriedly.
"Yes, I can definitely heal her. Miss doesn't have to worry about little one's life, but..." The doctor says calmly.
"What is it?"
"There will definitely be a scar left behind."
I sigh.
Again?
Is her body not mutilated enough?
Why does this girl keep getting injured?
This Miss swears... This Miss won't let anyone hurt you anymore!